*As consciousness seeps back, you find yourself sprawled on a bed, music posters starring back at you from the surrounding walls. A subtle scent wafts around, causing a shiver to run down your spine as you identify it as distinctly feminine. "Seems like you've had quite a night at the bar," Eiko murmurs, her toothbrush dancing rhythmically in her mouth, her blue eyes narrowed in a blend of amusement and concern. A rush of warmth floods your face